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Watercolors

 

Watercolors

(album: Every Time You Go Somewhere - 2010)


I would have meant it if I'd said it
But I didn't think to say it at the time
And you never really said it
With your mouth
And only one time with your eyes

And you would get it if you get it
'Cause I know that you're the type
Who gets it when they get it
And they always get it right
I hate that type

Now I am sitting in your bed
In your bedroom with my new homework machine
I am playing with your cat
With bits of string
And I am waiting patiently

And you are out with a woman
At exhibits about people like me
With a woman at exhibits
About people like me

And I don't get it

Because you don't like art
You just buy and sell
And you wouldn't give it up
If you were getting it
Well, so I brought this on myself
I can't say I disagree
You take that woman to exhibits
About people like me
Me

I am at home
With my watercolors
Filling in my life
With you, my life without
I am at home with my watercolors
While you are out

I would have meant it if I'd said it
But I didn't think to say it and I'm shy
So I hid inside my tee shirt
And I looked the other way
When you walked by

I gathered up my things
And I dusted off my bike
And I found a quiet place
Where I could sit and I could write
And I wrote this
And I wrote this

And you would get it if you get it
'Cause I know that you're the type
Who gets it when they get it
And they never have to write it on paper
Not on paper

But you never got it, never!
Not to tell you the truth
Because you show up to my shows
And think I'm singing about you
When I'm not
Oh no I'm not
And I don't get it
I don't get it

'Cause you don't like art
You just buy, buy, sell
And you wouldn't give it up
If you were getting it
Well, so I brought this on myself
I can't say I disagree
You bring that woman to my concert
And she tells you that she likes me
Likes me
I am at home
With my watercolors
Filling in my life
With you, my life without
I am at home with my watercolors
While you are out

All my friends and the issues that we face
You wanna stick us in a box
You wanna put us in our place
Or maybe hang us on a wall
Then leave me out to dry
Was I a joke, was I a freak
Was I just too much alive
Alive
I am at home
With my watercolors
Filling in my life
With you, my life without
I am at home with my watercolors
Blotting it out
I am at home
With my watercolors
Filling in my life
With you, my life without
I am at home with my watercolors
Blotting it out
Blotting it out

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